I'd be at the diner now But you're not allowed to smoke inside And I can't afford to compromise the few devices that I have that help me write.
I gotta smoke I gotta be alone. Frequently I've gotta burn one to my dome, or two It helps me figure out what a saxophone would do.
So I can have a melody One that I can stick inside of you.
And you can hum it on your way to wherever you go And if I'm lucky you will start to think that even though your girlfriend doesn't understand why you're always sad
There's someone who knows exactly that.
That's me, I'm the lyricist It's not my job It's my disposition I gotta let you know this life is rich We're not alone
You see it's really me, that I'm trying to convince
That's me, I'm the lyricist It's not my job It's my disposition I gotta let you know this life is rich We're not alone
You see it's really me, that I'm trying to convince
